But Wu Yanzu directly ignored Paul's sarcasm, and said to himself: "Someone told me that when you are not bold when you hypothetize, when you are bold!" That is, the angel is likely to use his divine attributes to do something unexpected...... It's like the strange method of chasing and killing in a dream at the Sakura Temple. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Don't scare me, we're on the land of an angel now." Paul was really frightened, and his brain shrank into the collar of the golden god suit, "We still have a headache about the pope, the judgment and sacrifice, or something, if we really want to come directly to the angel, we are all finished, and I can't keep this god-killing spear!" ”

Paul looked at Wu Yanzu with a bitter face: "I really have nothing to do to take you here to steal the source of life!" ”

"Don't panic." Wu Yanzu endured the pain in his head and wanted to speak.

As soon as Paul saw Wu Yanzu's appearance, he couldn't help but preemptively say, "You won't have any bold assumptions, right?" ”

"What if we find a way to kill angels in my head?"

Listening to Wu Yanzu's words, Paul's head swirled, "God! I really got it right! ”

"Angels are the ones you can kill! Yes! Angels are also at least level 100 beings! ”

"If you calculate it according to the BOSS method, it's at least an SSS five-star guy! You level 31 little thing, don't expect to kill angels! If you touch it, you will be pressed to the ground and beaten! ”

"Angels are really level 100 out there, but what about in my head? And 100 levels? Wu Yanzu thought of Tang Pusheng's vigilant demeanor, and blurted out: "If it comes to my dream, he only has half of his strength left, that is, level 50!" ”

"Level 50?" Paul was stunned: "Then I can hang him!" ”

"That's not right!" Paul exclaimed, "The angel only has 50 levels in your dreams, and I have only 40 levels in your dreams!" Or was he hanged and beaten! ”

"Calm down, calm down." Wu Yanzu took a deep breath to calm himself down and analyze: "I am afraid that the only ones who can maintain their complete combat effectiveness in the dream are the monks of the Cherry Blossom Temple, then if I use my brain as the battlefield now, Tang Pusheng is the most powerful, level 60, and the next is the angel who doesn't know how to get in, but has lost half of his strength, level 50!" Our side ......"

"The main combat power is Paul at level 40, and then I'm the level 16 with soy sauce, or the level 16 rounded up......"

"It doesn't look like it's fighting, but Downson and Angel are not in the same camp, and the sandpiper and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit?"

"Downson and the angel fight to the death, no matter who stands in the end, it is also a half-crippled body, and then we send Paul at level 40 to harvest the heads?"

Listening to Wu Yanzu's constant muttering, and hearing the end, Paul hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no!" I don't call it a harvester, I call it a head! ”

Paul looked at Wu Yanzu with an idiot expression: "Do you think that people are half-crippled, and I can win if I fight?" You're too mentally retarded! Can the level difference be measured by the amount of blood? Even if the angel only has one breath left, as long as the ultimate move is still there, he can completely kill me in seconds! So you can't do that. ”

"Also, you've completely ignored the divine attribute!" Paul continues, "Divine attributes are blessed in the half-crippled body! To put it simply, when the angel is about to hang up, it is the most terrifying time for him! That attack can be topped three times at once! Attack Blessing! Resilient blessing! Anyway, the measurements are awesome! ”

"That's the scene where the angel wins, what if it's the great monk of the Sakura Temple who wins?" Wu Yanzu gave another hypothesis: "A level 50 angel and a level 60 great monk don't necessarily mean angels win, right?" ”

"Hey, I'm going to say!" When Paul heard this frightening assumption, he was all wrong: "Why are you bothering with this? If nothing else, can you get me into your dreams? There's no way to get me in, you're all in vain! Do you rely on a soy sauce maker like you to go to an angel or a great monk? ”

"Huh?" Wu Yanzu was really stunned, and after pondering for a long time, he actually missed the most important point, that is, he couldn't get Paul into his dream at all!

If an angel says that the unthinkable can enter his dream, it may be that the divine attributes of the angel are at work, but he can't send Paul into it.

"I'm level 16, standing with the angels, and the level adds up to 66 - if you only look at the level, you can abuse the level 60 monk, but according to Paul's divine attributes, that kind of change. In this way, it is best to stand aside with the great monk and let the great monk win in the end, but at the moment, the angel's purpose is unclear, and the great monk is bent on hacking me to death, so it seems that it is best to hang up the great monk first...... Of course, the best result is that the angels and the great monks all hang up! I'm picking up some gear or something! ”

"With my sleep as a battlefield, three people...... If there is no way to distribute it, it is necessary to have a fourth combat force intervene...... Lost Dragon! ”

"The Lost Dragon is my combat mount, and it has the ability to be in time and space, so there should be no problem in my dreams, right?"

"The dragon's blood is thick and high, and the time and space ability is very weird, it should be no problem to be a qualified meat shield? Double the effect when the surprise soldier? ”

Thinking of this, Wu Yanzu began to urgently contact Mi Long again.

"What are you looking for me?" The voice of the lost dragon appeared in his head like rain in time.

Wu Yanzu shouted a few times: "Come to my place quickly!" ”

After waiting for a while, the dragon carefully opened a hole in the air, but still refused to really get out of the black hole, as if he was very afraid of this place, occupying the black hole and preparing to run away at any time.

"Can you come into my dreams?" Wu Yanzu got straight to the point and chose to get straight to the point, after all, it was too painful for a big monk to hide in a dream and shout three times sooner or later to hack himself to death, and now there is an angel who may be squatting in his dream to make a profit, Wu Yanzu has to hurry up.

"Into your dreams?" Milong was stunned for a moment, and said confusedly: "I haven't tried it, but if you have coordinates in your dream, it should be feasible...... My ability is that I can appear anywhere as long as I am given the coordinates. ”

"Coordinates in your dreams?" Wu Yanzu had a headache again: "I don't dare to sleep now, and I can't give you specific coordinates...... What if I go to sleep, I have the coordinates but you can't get in, and I don't take the initiative to send people to the head? Besides, no one told me what happened after being hung up by the monks of the Sakura Temple! There's never such a good thing as resurrecting directly from the graveyard, right? ”

Originally, Wu Yanzu didn't think that there was anything to hang up once, it was a big deal to be resurrected, but he was nervous by the nervous Tibetan cat who was nervous, and he didn't even dare to sleep.

Seeing Wu Yanzu's questioning expression, Mi Long's expression was very serious, "Again, my ability to move ...... Just give me a coordinate, and I can circle the earth three times! ”